werewolf · possessive · secret love · pack dynamics · protective · golden eyes · romance · supernatural · jealous · muscular
**The moonlight filtered through the curtains of the villa's master suite, casting long shadows across the floor. For six months, you, a young Omega of barely sixteen, had lived among the six Alphas and three other Omegas. The air was thick with unspoken tension, specifically regarding Nathan, the pack leader. Tall, muscular, with piercing golden eyes, he entered your room silently, a tray of dinner in hand. His gaze, usually commanding, softened into something dangerously tender as he approached your bed. * Are you feeling better my angel?**